Mrs. Lion is right. I do get tired of being masturbated. I’m not saying that I don’t enjoy it and that I don’t get hard. I just don’t feel myself responding as much as I did in the past. This happened before we began enforced male chastity. When Mrs. Lion’s interest in sex was waning, my most frequent sexual outlet was being masturbated by her. It wasn’t very frequent; about once or twice a month. I filled in doing it myself two or three times a week. I got tired of both of our hands.
She was also right that when she mixes other activities along with the handjob, it becomes more fun. I’m not sure that the problem is I’m tired of her hand. It could also be a sequence of events. I lie on my back, she pinches my nipples a little then her hand moves down my body, eventually landing on my penis. She begins playing with it. When I get hard, she sits up and begins masturbating me in earnest. She’s very good at it. I do like it a lot. But it tends to be the same each time.
I’ve hinted that it might be fun to be able to hump her hand. We haven’t tried that in a long time. We have two Fleshlights that she could hold while I hump. I also suggested that “milking” with me on my hands and knees, my penis pulled out behind me might be exciting too. These are just ideas and may not work. The thing is that they are different. We both tend to be creatures of habit. When it comes to sex I think this can become a problem. Our anal play has also stopped. This isn’t because Mrs. Lion doesn’t want to do these things, she hasn’t been feeling very well and simply jerking me off is almost too much for her.
Part of the problem is that all of these activities are evening, long-after-dinner play sessions. Just as we’ve discovered that early spankings work out much better than late ones, I think we will find that early sex will be better than waiting until the later evening.
There is a certain amount of built-in excitement because I never know if I’m going to be worked up and ready to ejaculate and then left hanging. That’s very cool. However, getting me to that point is becoming more difficult. Part of it is that I haven’t been feeling anticipation. I usually will ask if we are going to do “something”? Generally, Mrs. Lion will then move over and begin. There is no real buildup.
The old cliché that the real sex organ is the brain is undoubtedly true. Perhaps when Mrs. Lion feels better, we can have more like spanking games or other games we used to play; remember Zapardy? Maybe try some lion milking. The Internet is just full of bizarre ideas that might be fun to try.
Don’t get me wrong, Mrs. Lion works very hard to make me happy. Nothing she does is out of obligation. It’s all out of love. I just think it’s a little easy to slip into habits. Even if she gave me a blow job every night, over time I would get tired of them too. It’s just human nature. I don’t need a three-ring circus. One with a trained lion will do. (Psssst — the idea of being trained really turns me on.)